You’re The Reason For the Grease Drops On My Guitar


Since starting this blog over four years ago, I’ve dealt with any number of important topics — space, religion, improv, relationships, etc.

And, of course, from near the beginning, dumb Taylor Swift lyrics.

I mean, Taylor’s talented for what she does and all, but there are sometimes that I just don’t think what she’s saying is what she’s trying to say. And while I’m not like the world’s biggest Taylor Swift fan or anything, it’s kind of hard to avoid hearing her songs, and there are lines that just can’t help eliciting a “huh?”

For example, not long after I started the blog, there was the post about how the guy was Romeo and she was a scarlet letter. Huh? I mean, yay literature and all, but what is that supposed to mean?

And then there was the one where she was talking to a guy on the phone at night, and so he was talking real slow ’cause it’s late and his momma can’t know. Huh? “Slow”? He’s on the telephone, and his mom’s there, but if he talks really slowly she won’t be able to figure out what’s going on? “That sounds like my son talking, but people don’t talk that slow”? Is that really what you’re aiming for?

So I’m in the car the other day, and I’m flipping stations, and here’s Taylor singing about how she knew some guy was trouble when he walked in. Which is fine and all. But then she keeps singing, and she’s talking about how “a new notch in your belt is all I’ll ever be.” Now, I’m familiar with the concept of someone being another notch in a bedpost, but in a belt? Don’t you put another notch in a belt to either let it out or take it in?

So, um, this is a song about how … Taylor Swift caused a guy … to lose weight? Or gain weight, maybe? Huh? Again, is that really the intent here?

“I knew you had burgers when you walked in…”

Cowboy Mouth — “This Train” Lyrics


“This Train” is song from Cowboy Mouth’s new CD by the same name.

This Train
Cowboy Mouth

This train hugs the track
It’s made it all the way to hell and back
Yeah, this train…

This train’s gone so far
You’re never really quite sure where you are
On this train…

This train forged in hope and fashioned by desire
With an engine running true should anyone inquire
When all else falls away, the one thing that remains
Is this train

(Take it, ladies) This train!

This train keeps rolling on
through so many riders come and gone
This train!
Just when you think it might be done
A brand-new adventure’s just begun
On this train!

If you need a break from all the pressure that you’re under
On a ride fueled with fame and powered by a hunger
I can’t take the kind of life where every day’s the same
This train

Sometimes late at night
I wonder if I made the right
Decision
Then I always tell myself
No way I’d follow someone else’s
Vision
Towards a collision
With this train

When I was a young boy way down south
I used to hop the train by my momma’s house

It was there and then I began to know
That there wasn’t anywhere I could not go
On this train

So when you feel your mind is always mired in confusion
When those in charge would keep us chasing their illusions
When all else falls away the one thing that remains
Is this train

This train

John Milstead — “Boy From Mississippi” Lyrics



Heard you got the city lights in your eyes
I guess now I’m someone you used to know.

It really swept you off your feet
With its smooth talk and high-rise dreams
How you’d get so far away from home

How’d I go from all you want
To just something in your way?
You can’t make us strangers
Just ’cause you walked away

So, baby, won’t you tell me when the sun sets in LA,
Do you hope maybe that I’ll wait and find some way to be OK?

Down this little one-way dirt road light on,
Hanging on no matter how long it takes
When you think of me, will I just be
That boy from Mississippi

Well, the talk moves pretty fast in this sleepy town
No one here knows the truth at all
Day in and out it’s just the same old thing
Nothing’s changed
I still rush home but you don’t call

How’d I go from all you want
to just something in your way
You can’t make us strangers
Just ’cause you walked away

So, baby, won’t you tell me when the sun sets in LA,
Do you hope maybe that I’ll wait, I’ll find some way to be OK?

Down this little one-way dirt road light on,
Hanging on no matter how long it takes
When you think of me, will I just be
That boy from Mississippi?

So, baby, won’t you tell me when the sun sets in LA,
Do you hope maybe that I’ll wait and find some way to be OK?

Down this little one dirt road light on,
Hanging on no matter how long it takes
When you think of me, will I just be
That boy from Mississippi

When you think of me, will I just be
That boy from Mississippi

“This Will Be My Resolution”


New Year’s Day

Carolyn Arends

I buy a lot of diaries
Fill them full of good intentions
Each and every New Year’s Eve
I make myself a list
All the things I’m gonna change
Until January 2nd
So this time I’m making one promise

CHORUS:
This will be my resolution
Every day is New Year’s Day
This will be my resolution
Every day is New Year’s Day

I believe it’s possible
I believe in new beginnings
‘Cause I believe in Christmas Day
And Easter morning too
And I’m convinced it’s doable
‘Cause I believe in second chances
Just the way that I believe in you

This will be my resolution
Every day is New Year’s Day
This could start a revolution
Every day is…

One more chance to start all over
One more chance to change and grow
One more chance to grab a hold of grace
And never let it go

Lyrics via Lyricstime

Matthew Perryman Jones — “Looking For You Again” Lyrics


Looking For You Again
Matthew Perryman Jones

Your breakdown was easy to see
And it took you away, further from me
Sifting through mishaps and photographs
I think of you, much more than I should
More than I should

And I’m falling down
Like it’s holy ground
I’m looking for you again
I’m looking for you again

Slow regrets
That live in the dark
And I wrote them all down
But I know them by heart

I’ve counted the cost of this loneliness
And I’ve paid for the crime
And one day I’ll die
With you in my mind

And I’m falling down
Like it’s holy ground
I’m looking for you again
I’m looking for you again

I’m not letting you go again
I’m not letting this story end
I’m not letting you go again, love, no

I’m falling down
Like it’s holy ground
I’m looking for you again
I’m looking for you again

“Looking For You Again” is available as a free download on Jones’ website.

Drew Holcomb & the Neighbors — “Hourglass” Lyrics


Hourglass
Drew Holcomb & the Neighbors

Oh, the miles we’ve wasted
In someone else’s shoes
Empty expectations, everything to lose

Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass
Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass

If yesterday is broken
Tomorrow’s far away
Where does that leave us today?

Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass
Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass

Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass

Everything that’s come to pass
Is sand inside the hourglass

“Hourglass” is a song from Drew Holcomb & the Neighbors’ album “Chasing Someday.”

Watermelon Slim & The Workers — “Newspaper Reporter” Lyrics


Newspaper Reporter
Watermelon Slim & The Workers

Now boys I once had a job
As a newspaper reporter

They wouldn’t let me drink beer on the job
They told me I had to drink water

But I’m a blues man
And I don’t tolerate no fakes

Like the man at the newspaper says
That old boy has still got what it takes

Now I knew right for the start
I might not make it up to live

But I’d keep on playing my part
I’ll give you all I got to give

But I’m a blues man
And I don’t tolerate no fakes

Like the man behind the editor’s desk says
That old boy has still got what it takes

I don’t need no glitter on my face
Nor no six-inch platform shoes
‘Cause what we’re gonna lay down for you tonight
Is those sweet old Oklahoma blues

‘Cause I’m a blues man
And I don’t like playing my blues all alone

If you don’t like the blues the way we play them
Why don’t you get your coat and drive on home

Now I don’t do that job no more
I ain’t nobody’s writin’ hired gun

But you’re gonna see the blues on the paper
When I get my writing done

‘Cause I’m a blues man
And I don’t tolerate no fakes

Like the man at the newspaper says
That old boy has still got what it takes

Take it home, boys

I’m a blues man
Yeah, I don’t tolerate no fakes

I’m a blues man
And I don’t tolerate no fakes

Like the man at the newspaper says
That old boy has still got what it takes